It's about to be A WHAT a girl fight...

Now it may be hard to believe but a sistah has been in her share of fights, at least 5 good ones. My temper was quick and so was my jab. I use to talk so much shit that I had to back that shit up. I know people who would never dream of being in a real live fist fight to the death...death I say. One may think that girls mostly fight over men. This is true but not in ALL cases. 3 of my 5 good fights were totally random and people love when I tell these tales of yesteryear. Before I get to telling about my rumbles in the jungles I want to say at this age fighting is not cool. We have too much to lose to be knocking bitches fronts out which is always my goal. Give that bitch something to remember when she go home and ask herself why on earth did I pick the tall skinny bitch to pick on. Don't let the light skin fool you...I will drop kick yo ass in a heartbeat and crush yo skull after I piss on your face. Oh yeah it goes down.
In any event, here's my story....so I was about 19 at the time when the shit cracked off. I was pulling into the parking lot of this shopping center where my dentist was located, Northeast from where I live...and by this I mean China muh fuckin town. The car in front of me stopped abruptly and so I honked two times (this becomes relevant later). Realizing he had just found a parking spot I proceeded to go around him at which time he gave me the finger. Without even thinking about it I returned the favor. Pulled up, parked and went straight to the back of my dentist's office to wash my hands. Mind you I had been going to this dentist for well over 10 years. As I'm returning to the front of the office I hear loud voices and I'm thinking to myself, what the heck is goings on. At that time, I noticed this ill tempered 5 foot Asian guy headed my direction screaming "why did u honk at me why did you honk at me...you honk 2 times (putting 2 fingers in my face)"? Slightly amused I say "what are you talking about I will honk until my horn falls off, what's your problem." So he then tells me that I woke up his son and says "why did you honk at me you black beetch." I'm like WORD "call me a black bitch one more time and I'm going to slap the fuck outta you." So his little bitty ass pushed me out of his face cause by that time I was all up in his funky ass grill. So as promised I slapped the fuck outta him knocking his glasses off his face and cutting the bridge of his nose. By this time his wife had come in with a kid on her hip and holding another one's hand. He noticed his wife had just seen him get bitch slapped and turned around and upper cutted me to the stomach. Didn't feel the effects of that until later that night...little fucker! My brother heard the noise and hopped out of the dentist's chair novocained out the game and jumped in the middle of me and the little Asian. The only thing that stopped was him getting at me. When I say I commenced to whopping off in his ASS I say I temporarily lost my mind and beat him like he stole something. I'm about 5'8 so I was towering over both of them. I proceeded to single handedly, and by that I mean I really only used one hand because the other hand was holding my pocketbook, deliver 25-30 blows to the head. His wife tried to stop the beat down at which time I gave a good solid blow to the chest and said "bitch get off me." Finally my brother was able to stop the madness. Dude, looking like he had just seen a ghost, (yeah the ghost of slaves past and present) left the office and called the police. Po po's come in and immediately put me in handcuffs. I see dude outside with the ambulance pointing at his head. I'm balling crying thinking about explaining this shit to my mom. After I told my E true Hollywood side of the story, they let me go and wrote it up as a mutual combat and ordered us to appear in court. Went to a hearing designed to informally resolve the issues but dude really wanted to press charges against me. He failed to tell the officer that he had pushed me first. Dude could barely speak English and the officer was able to manipulate the situation and get him to say, on record, that he pushed me first (self defense bitches). So no charges were ever brought. However, I wasn't satisfied with that and neither was my soon to be step dad "the lawyer." We filed a civil case against him for assault and battery, you know ninjas always trying to get paid. Come to find out, he had no money and I forced him into bankruptcy which at the very least fucked up his credit for 10 years. If you ever ask my brother why he didn't jump in, he'll tell you "my sister didn't need no help." My only regret was showing my ass in front of Dr. Chung...I love him. It took me awhile to return to his office but I gotten a cavity and so I had to go. I asked him if hated me and he said No. I was very happy they treated me as if it I hadn't totally showed my ass in his officer beating one of his very own to pulp...I made orange juice with his baby premie ass. Lol
Now it's your turn...tell me about a story when you got into a fight and if you've never had the pleasure of whopping someone's ass, tell me about a time where you was this close (my two fingers are really close together) to proving to someone that you don't take no shit.